I hate laundry day. When I was in my old room I would just leave my clothes in the basket and dig through them when I needed them. This slowly became a problem. Before I knew it I was fighting the pile to get my outfit of the day. One morning it finally dawned on me... I had created a monster. Being a little kid with a wild imagination, I declared war on the beast.
This, however, was not a good idea. I tried to think of ways to get rid of the clothes monster. I tried moving inside my closet and shutting the door but this only made it worse. It would fall out on top of me when I would open the door.
After more failed attempts I finally knew what I had to do. Though I knew how horrible it would be I simply must do it.
I had to put up my clothes.
I'll spare you the grim details, but I will say it took three hours. And ever since then, I have always put up my clothes. (Good lesson for kids who hate cleaning their rooms)
Later Mystery Fans
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